for a brief moment in time we believed the dream could come true that our words could save lives and change the course of history but after all these years we are still counting bodies from war and seeing women denied the rights to their own bodies love one another is still really just the lyrics of a song sang by a few folks sipping martinis at the club house a sentimental relic of college days days when some of us watched our friends being dragged off by the police some never the same person once returned from captivity some souls are perishable war rape and police batons can do that they say just as bullets can end life and when the white sheets are replaced by dark uniforms of blue or black the murders are made justifiable lynchings without ropes nothing has changed but once we had dreams
Read Between the Minds 
human society is dream slayer!